"The theory that Horace is not a pure-blooded supports the theory. What he said was probably just an inappropriate metaphor." Dumbledore said, "Just as he said, Harry, your mother was one of his favorite students in school."
Lagerhorn had mentioned Lily many times, and Harry tried hard to imagine what her mother looked like when she was young.
"I have to describe it as one of his favorite students, because there were many students that Horace had his eye on." Dumbledore continued, "He liked to make friends with famous, successful, and powerful people. He liked the feeling of being at his mercy. He never wanted to be in power, but preferred to be in a secondary position. It was more spacious, and he could do things more easily. When he was at Hogwarts, he always liked to pick his favorite students, sometimes because of their ambition or intelligence, and sometimes because of their charm or talent. He had a very unusual ability to always pick those who would become successful in their fields. "
"The wizards that he showed off to us." Elwyn said, "Look, even when he was running for his life, he didn't forget to take their signed photos with him, and he never forgot the gifts that each of them gave him. How much he liked this feeling."
"It may have become his instinct, a part of his life," Dumbledore said.
"Right, Professor, we just heard him mention a club, and those people were all members of this club …"
"Yes, Horace formed a club with himself as the core, formed by his favorite students. He let them get to know each other, build useful connections, and in the end, they always get some kind of benefit, maybe a box of his favorite candied pineapple, or a chance to recommend a clerk to the Fairy Liaison Office. "Dumbledore nodded and said," He used this to exert his influence … "
"Like a spider!" Hermione whispered quickly, thinking the same thing as Elwyn.
In Harry's mind, a fat, bulging spider appeared. It spat silk here and there, weaving a web around its body to attract the delicious, juicy flies to itself.
"Alright, I'll tell you this." Dumbledore continued, "I'm not asking you to dislike Horace, who is also Professor Slughorn, but I hope that you will remain vigilant. He will definitely try to rope you in, especially you, Harry. You will definitely be his top priority. You, you will become the treasure in his collection: the boy who survived a disaster, or, as they recently called you, the star of salvation. "
"He will try to rope me in? But Elwyn … "
"Yes, he will also rope in Elwyn. He will not let go of any student who can make a name for himself in the future." Dumbledore said, "But as you saw just now, he is very wary of Elwyn. I think he will keep his distance from Elwyn for a period of time."
"Why?"
"Horace has suffered in this aspect before, so he doesn't like wizards with strong magic power." Dumbledore thought for a moment and added, "Maybe it's because of his instinctive fear of danger, or maybe he doesn't want things to go out of his control. I think he will observe Elwyn for a while before deciding whether to make a move, but it's also a matter of time. And you, Hermione, when he really realizes that you are unusual, he will definitely not be able to resist making a move on you … "
Perhaps it was because of the cold, thick fog of the night, or because of Dumbledore's praise, Hermione's face was red.
She seemed a little embarrassed and leaned closer to Elwyn.
Elwyn could not help but think that Dumbledore said that Slughorn had suffered in this aspect before, which made him particularly cautious about power. This should be referring to the matter with Lord Voldemort. He still remembered that Riddle got the information about the Soul Vessels from him.
Therefore, Slughorn was also one of the few wizards who knew that Lord Voldemort had made many Soul Vessels, which became the source of his fear. Slughorn thought that Lord Voldemort was invincible and could not be killed. However, the old wizard did not know that Lord Voldemort was already moving in a more evil direction.
For a moment, no one spoke, and they were all thinking about their own things.
Harry looked at the dark night, and a chill ran down his spine.
He remembered the words he heard a few weeks ago, the words that had a terrible and special meaning for him: two people cannot both live …
The prophecy ball predicted that he would be chosen by Lord Voldemort. What would his future be like?
A few minutes later, Dumbledore stopped and stood parallel to the church they had passed before.
"We have to hurry. It's getting late. I wrote a letter to inform Molly that I will bring you there. She must be waiting for us now," said Dumbledore. "Come on, hold my arm."
In the blink of an eye, they appeared on a country road.
The crooked but familiar silhouette in front of them was the Shack.
"Why is it the Shack? Didn't we agree to go to the Order of the Phoenix …" Hermione said in surprise.
"That was supposed to be the case, but there was a change of plans. Rufus wants to know where Harry is at all times so that he can protect him. That's what he told me this afternoon. He won't allow Harry to 'disappear' from under his nose." Dumbledore explained, "After knowing the prophecy, it's not surprising that he would think so. However, it's not appropriate for us to go to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. We can't tell the Ministry of Magic its specific location yet."
"So, we came to the Shack?"
"Yes, the Ministry of Magic has provided the strictest protection they can provide here." Dumbledore said, "Arthur and Molly also welcome you here, although it brings them a certain degree of inconvenience. For example, all their mail has to be reviewed by the Ministry before it can be delivered and so on. But they don't mind at all. They only care about the safety of the three of you. "
Although it was because of him that he had brought trouble to the Weasley family, Harry had to admit that he could not help but feel happy at the sight of the Shack. Ron was here, and there was also Lady Weasley. Her cooking was better than anyone else's …
"The Shack is great. I like it here," said Elwyn.
Compared with the gloomy Blake's old house, the Shack was obviously much more relaxed.
Although the place was a little small and it was not easy to do any sudden actions at night, Lady Weasley was very enthusiastic.
There were also Fred and George. The last time Elwyn contacted them was several months ago.
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